"You don't know me"
is my plaintive cry
not enough!
You don't know anything
except my exterior
you don't know the why
that makes me unique
what I am... it's real
what I need
what I think
and what I feel
you don't know... shit
what the devil you do
don't tell me - what
to do - and when to do it
I'm not happier that way
and though you mean well
you only blew it!...
I'm not just a doll
though you think
that's all - I would be
how could you!
I can have everything
be everything
I can't explain it
you can't make me over
into what you wanted
it just wouldn't fit!
That's a disagreeable thing
checking me out
like a prize to be bought
I feel so... so lonely with you
and there's no reason to....
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